The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my heart

the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed through me

betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any

my breath ragged and I knew I was

too much and my mind was fogged by the need that kept growing every

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with the roaring in

her,” one of them

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

boy stepped forward and ran his index

opened my mouth as he inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop

tongue up and down his

false sympathy as he

bet she’d do anything

that right, Lyla? Do you want

it anymore, I pushed through them before he could finish

hear mocking laughter chasing me but

away, to

wall

up, an apology on my lips but

was the amber-eyed

a mix of

striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an

over the room as everyone turned

stares and a sickening dread

on the third finger

was a Lycan leader, but not

the White Moon

pounded as I realized the gravity of

before the most powerful man in my world, with the scent of my arousal

trembled, expecting a reprimand or

the punishment for uncontrolled heat cycles especially in

condition is seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath

intense, a deep amber that seemed to see right

condemnation, his gaze

me up from the ground with

asked, his voice

warm against my arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled

but my

wave of heat crashed over me,

against him, my vision blurring as desire

leader caught me, his grip was

close now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent – earthy, wild and

at him, my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me

Time seemed to slow.

into the background as I and the

flash of something raw and primal